One good turn

This is ridiculous,” said Lissa, as she ducked beneath the bough of a particularly vigorous monstera, the one that Abbie had taken to calling Moz. “You do understand that this is supposed to be a fron

They were two days into the week’s summer holiday and Ruth, hanging up beach towels in the garden, was already wondering if she could go on. It should be idyllic. Beachcomber Cottage in Devon was swee

Iris climbed down from the donkey cart that had given her a lift from Penzance station, being careful not to ladder her best stockings, and walked up the narrow lane to Nantolven Farm. There was no si

The summer holidays go too fast,” Sarah sighed. Dawn raised her sunglasses to her forehead and glared at her friend. “You’ve had six weeks off work. Most of us have to make do with a fortnight.” Sarah

HAYLEY grabbed her toolbox from the back of the van and walked up the pathway. Ever since seeing the address on the worksheet, she’d been looking forward to this job. The house was just three doors aw

JOSH dabbed expertly at the cut he’d just finished sewing up. He’d made a neat job of it and it should heal very nicely, leaving only a line. It wouldn’t be seen, anyway, once the cat’s fur grew back.